Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Lune et le miel, artist - Lynda Lemay. Album song Best of, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 04.09.2011
Record label: Warner Music Canada
Song language: French
La Lune et le miel(original) |
T’avais peut-Єtre quatorze ans |
T’avais encore la tЄte velue |
T’avais des clґtures plein les dents |
La premire fois que je t’ai vu |
Tu jouais encore avec ta fronde |
Je jouais encore la marelle |
Quand on s’est promis mer et monde |
Et puis la lune et puis le miel |
Tu as (c)t© mon premier homme et moi, ta premire pucelle |
Et c’est sur la banquette arrire |
De la voiture de ton pre |
Que j’priais Dieu pour qu’y m’pardonne d'Єtre d (c)j en train de faire |
Ce qui, pour moi, ne pouvait Єtre |
Que de l’amour (c)ternel |
T'(c)tais peut-Єtre en train de jouir |
Ou peut-Єtre en train de muer |
Quand tu m’as dit: ‡a fait plaisir |
D’savoir que l’on est le premier |
Un peu jaloux, un peu conscient |
Qu’aimer toujours, § a dure longtemps |
Surtout quand on a quatorze ans |
Et qu’on a toute la vie devant |
T’avais le crўne d (c)garni quand je t’ai vu y a quelques jours |
T’es d (c)m (c)nag© prs d’ici |
T’as des clґtures dans ta cour |
Tu jouais encore comme un gamin faire le tour de ta maison |
Ђ faire le tour de ton jardin |
Sur un p’tit tracteur gazon |
T’avais peut-Єtre 34 ans |
Et encore une bonne dose de charme |
T’avais la garde de tes enfants |
Mais t’avais pas gard© ta femme |
Moi, j'(c)tais plus ronde et plus blonde |
Sans aucun doute, un peu moins belle |
J’n’avais connu ni mer ni monde |
Et ni la lune et ni le miel |
J'(c)tais l, devant ta demeure, plant (c)e comme un grand tournesol |
T’es descendu d’ton petit tracteur |
Tout en sueur, en camisole |
Tu m’as fait le c"ur tout crisp© et le visage tout (c)carlate |
Quand ton sourire m’a d (c)voil© Ta belle rang (c)e de dents droites |
On est sorti de nos trentaines |
On a rechauss© notre jeunesse |
Dans une voiture qui (c)tait la tienne |
On s’est aim© toute vitesse |
T'(c)tais peut-Єtre en train de jouir |
Ou peut-Єtre en train de pleurer |
Quand tu m’as dit: ‡a ferait plaisir |
D’savoir que je serais le dernier |
(translation) |
You were maybe fourteen |
You still had a hairy head |
You had fences full of teeth |
The first time I saw you |
You were still playing with your slingshot |
I was still playing hopscotch |
When we promised sea and world |
And then the moon and then the honey |
You were my first man and I was your first maid |
And it's in the back seat |
From your father's car |
That I prayed to God to forgive me for being d (c)j doing |
What for me could not be |
Only (c)ternal love |
You (c)was maybe cumming |
Or maybe shedding |
When you told me: ‡it's nice |
To know that we are the first |
A little jealous, a little aware |
That loving always, § a lasts a long time |
Especially when you're fourteen |
And we have our whole life ahead |
You had a full head when I saw you a few days ago |
You're d (c)m (c)nag© near here |
You have fences in your yard |
You were still playing like a kid going around your house |
To walk around your garden |
On a little lawn tractor |
You were maybe 34 years old |
And still a good dose of charm |
You had custody of your children |
But you didn't keep your wife |
Me, I was rounder and blonder |
Definitely a little less beautiful |
I had known neither sea nor world |
And neither the moon nor the honey |
I was there, in front of your house, planting like a big sunflower |
You got off your little tractor |
All sweaty, in a straitjacket |
You made my heart all tense and my face all (c)scarlet |
When your smile has d (c)ve © Your beautiful row (c)e of straight teeth |
We're out of our thirties |
We lifted up our youth |
In a car that was yours |
We fell in love fast |
You (c)was maybe cumming |
Or maybe crying |
When you told me: ‡it would be nice |
To know that I would be the last |